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Ranboo's hand closed around the frantically ringing rotary phone, but only after he lifted the receiver to his ear, he noticed a chilling detail. This phone wasn't plugged in. "H... Hello?" ---- my adaptation of ranboo's project, generation loss! don't take ANYTHING in this as canon to generation loss, i genuinely just wrote it for fun! (tags will be accordingly updated every chapter!) (OFFICIAL reupload from ao3!)
1. Beneath the creases of dialtone
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